Through the high-definition magic screen, the audience in the stands could clearly see what was happening under the water.
The spectator stands were silent, as if someone had pressed the pause button. Everyone seemed to be stunned.
But soon, the stands became noisy. The young wizards from the Hogwarts were shouting and yelling. Almost all of them stood up.
This was especially true for the elites from the training class. They clapped their hands vigorously while exclaiming in admiration. The worship and yearning in their eyes were blatant and undisguised.
Of course, there were also some people who were sitting in their seats. They felt that Allen's method was too cruel. He killed so many magic creatures at once. These Grimdivos were too pitiful.
There were also many adult wizards who recognized that Alan was using the black magic Arbidachi's Withering Spell. They were worried that Alan would become the second Mystery Man since he was so powerful at such a young age.
Kakarov was sitting in the referee's seat. His face was pale, and he did not say a word. He quietly pressed his hand on his burning black magic mark. His heart was in a state of turmoil.
Allen's magic power was far beyond his imagination. He thought that Allen Harris was just a mere Harris. Harris was just a little bit better than ordinary wizards, so it would be hard for him to maintain a spell that consumed a lot of mana. However, not only could he maintain a spatial spell for more than an hour and fly without a staff, but he could also use the Black Magic Arbidachi's Withering Spell to kill a large number of Grindivo in an instant.
This was not something an ordinary elite wizard could do. Kakarov even dared to say that there were only a few Aura wizards who could reach Allen's level. Harris' level.
He could not help but think of the person who scared him to the extreme. At such a young age, did that person also master such profound black magic? Did he also have such a vast amount of magic power?
Coupled with the power of Family Harris, Kakarov recalled his previous attitude. He was frightened and bit his lips.
Demstrand's Warriors Bruck was even more frightened and desperate. Hernandez.
He was originally very proud of himself, but when he saw the sea serpent swimming quickly in the water grass, he decisively made the decision to escape. When he saw Hibiscus Chinensis and Carla fighting with the sea serpent from afar, he was even more proud of his wise choice.
However, when he approached the Mermaid Square, he immediately stopped and looked in front of him in horror.
Just a few feet away from him, something happened.
His eyes widened, and the lake water began to churn violently. A long, shining red tentacle emerged from the seaweed and slammed down again.
He turned around and decided to escape. Was this Hogwarts a gathering place for monsters? Why were the magical creatures in the lake so terrifying?
However, the red tentacle moved even faster and slapped him on the back. Bruck couldn't help but sink.
He could not see anything clearly. The lake water was churning violently, bringing up countless bubbles and white waves.
The lake water around Bruck kept churning, and white bubbles appeared. In the loud sound of the water, he felt that he was tightly wrapped by thick, sticky tentacles.
He used all kinds of magic spells to attack these tentacles, but he desperately found that the fiercer he attacked, the tighter the tentacles wrapped around him. His chest was almost suffocated.
He was lifted up high by the tentacles, and he finally saw the full appearance of this terrifying magical creature. In the dark lake water, it was a huge squid that was shining with red light. It looked like a cruise ship, and countless tentacles were wantonly stretching out in the lake.
Just as he was observing with rapt attention, the giant squid's countless tentacles surrounded the strange and terrifying ring in the middle opened its mouth and revealed its sharp teeth.
He was pulled closer to the giant mouth by the tentacles.
Bruck's heart was full of despair. Was he going to be swallowed by this giant squid?
Suddenly, the giant squid raised the tentacles under its eyes, revealing a circular funnel-like thing. Thick black liquid spurted out from it and poured down on Bruck. Bruck, who was tightly wrapped, only had time to close his eyes.
Bruck felt that his strength was gradually dissipating, and his consciousness was blurred. His heart was full of bitterness: "I was poisoned again. Wait, that part, is this its …"
His chest was light, and then he felt that he was seized by a strong force and quickly floated up. He quickly rushed out of the lake and was thrown to the shore.
He shook his head. In front of him, the originally black lake water turned into a blue viscous liquid.
In the distance, Moody put down the wand in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't intend to kill anyone in the game. Who knew that this medicine not only worked on Grimm, but also on the giant squid.
Bruck pulled away the broken tentacles wrapped around his body. The broken tentacles were constantly flowing out the blue viscous liquid. His head was getting dizzier and dizzier. He couldn't support himself at all and collapsed in the mud on the shore of the lake.
In a daze, he saw that on the high-definition magic screen high in the sky, the giant squid, which was originally shining with red light, was no longer dazzling in the dark lake water. Its body color had turned into the same black color as the lake water. He was in a trance, thinking that this giant squid could change color.
Not far from the squid, the Warriors of the Hogwarts, Allen Harris, was holding his wand. At the moment of crisis, he cast the Shadowless Divine Blade that was recorded in the notebook given by Professor Snape to the giant squid. He cut off the tentacles entangling Bruck and threw him back to the shore of the lake with a floating spell.
Bruck, who still didn't understand the situation, twitched the corner of his mouth. He was waiting for the squid's final judgment.
Suddenly, he widened his eyes. A wizard wearing a starry gray magic robe, a purple cloak that reached the ground, and a pair of high-heeled boots with buckles stood next to him.
"Dumbledore." Bruck called silently in his heart.
As if he heard his call, Dumbledore turned his head. A pair of bright blue eyes sparkled behind the half-moon glasses.
He pointed his wand at Bruck. Bruck felt that the burning wounds on his body were covered with a cooling ointment. It was so comfortable that he moaned. His mind gradually regained its clarity.
In a flash, Dumbledore disappeared in front of him.
Professor Dumbledore teleported to the space created by Allen and used a floating spell to send the remaining hostages up.
He waved to Allen and let Allen land next to him. He glanced at the magic screen above his head, waved his wand, and cast the Deafness Spell.
"Allen, why did you deliberately use so much black magic today?" Dumbledore looked at Allen with a worried expression.
In such an occasion, it was not a wise decision to use black magic openly. Could it be that Allen Harris was so addicted to black magic that his mind was affected?
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